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Two wheelin’ (the easy way)
Sunday morning I rode my motorcycle down to the corner cafe for breakfast, then took the twisties to the top of Mount Lemon, pretty much the only motorcycle destination in Tucson during the hot summer months. I arrived at my favorite mountaintop coffee shop at 9:30 AM only to find it still closed, but the […]
I had to drive to the base clinic this morning for an aortic sonogram, a routine test my doctor wanted to have in my records prior to my switching over to Medicare later this year. AFAIK, my aorta is fine. Back home, I packed my motorcycle’s saddlebag with oil, brake fluid, and a fresh oil […]
My motorcycle trip threw me off my blogging schedule. Hey, I’m looking for something to blame … something other than myself, that is … and the motorcycle trip is handy. Speaking of motorcycle trips, I amused myself by going on a short (less than 100 miles) ride this morning, heading down to the Triple T […]
Some highlights from my long weekend motorcycle trip: I rode from Tucson to Las Vegas on Thursday. That night the kids and I went out to dinner, along with our friend Rudy. Rudy’s an old hashing friend; I slept at his house during the trip. I bought a balaclava to wear under my open-face helmet […]
… from Las Vegas, Nevada. Yesterday’s ride from Tucson to LV was just about perfect. No traffic to speak of, and beautiful, cool weather. I stowed my gear at a friend’s house, then went out to dinner with my Gregory and his family. I crashed overnight at my friend’s house, not because Gregory doesn’t have […]
I’m packing for a motorcycle trip to Nevada and Utah, tomorrow through Monday. In Las Vegas I’ll stay with a friend, visit with the kids and grandkids, and take some day rides around southern Nevada; on Sunday my son and I are going on an all-day out & back ride to southwestern Utah, with Gregory […]
My sisters and I grew up in a non-Mardi Gras home: Mom, like all Southern Baptists, observed Lent the whole year round; Dad, an agnostic, pretty much did whatever he wanted to do regardless of the time of year. I married a Catholic girl, but Mardi Gras wasn’t part of her family’s tradition either. Oh, […]
Earlier today, as Schatzi and I emerged from the house for our morning constitutional, a raven lifted off from a palo verde tree across the street. It’s a windy day here in Tucson, so the raven was able to turn into the wind and hover, holding position a few feet away and slightly above us. […]